Old you - Dua Lipa

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•flashback•

Dua and I were walking to her favorite cafe, things are going so good for her. We sat down and ordered our food, paparazzi was so annoying though so we asked to be moved to the back.

"I forgot about this part of fame I'm sorry I bring you out"she says

"Relax Dua its not that bad"

"Wait why am I trending on Twitter" she says with a worried tone

She clicks on the hashtag and quickly holds my hand for support I assume. I'm happy I made her feel safe because she did the same for me. I held her hand tightly.

She looks at me with sadness in her eyes and I know it's bad news.

"Why are people so mean" she says

"What is it" I ask

"Rita Ora, she's saying I'm stealing her style of music and I should just stick to my underground shows and people are agreeing" she says

"Dua we both know she's just jealous you have everything she doesn't the beauty ,the personality, and the good music while she's just a shitty person"

•present•

"So I see you finally got to your senses" Rita says

"I just want to keep working in this industry it's really all I know"

I felt horrible about doing this because I was doing it in a way of revenge and I know revenge never ends well. I didn't want to hurt Dua but I honestly don't think she cared enough about me to be hurt for this.

"And you're damn well good at it so of course you're hired" she says

"Thank you"

"Your office is right next door" she says as she hands me the keys

Why couldn't Dua just say she loved me. I've had so many people who were willing to do anything for me but I couldn't feel it back for them because it was always Dua for me. If I would've stayed maybe she would have admitted it then?

"So what happened why did you quit on Dua" Rita ask

"I don't think that's any of your business"

"It is though I need to know who I hired history" she says

"Just a disagreement" I say

It was just a matter of time till Dua finds out that I'm working with Rita since Rita literally tweets about everything. Now that she has me she'll make sure Dua is hurt about it. My job was just making sure things were in order and no funny business was going on which was huge deal in the music industry since people always want to reach the top.

"Here let's take a picture" Rita says as she quickly pulls out her phone and takes the picture without my consent but it was bound to happen anyways

Rita left and I just began to settle down and setting up the computer and everything the way I had at Duas.

•flashback•

Dua was now so well known, it was too much for just her and her manager to deal with. Dua wanted full control of her music and anything she wanted to do so she wanted me to work for her. She bought this huge office space place for her and her team including me.

"This is your office" she says

"Wow it's so professional I have no clue what do though"

"Don't worry I'll have someone train you"she says

"Why do you just get someone who is actually good at this stuff?" I ask

She locks the door behind her and comes up to me.

"Because I want you near me at all times and you're the only person I trust enough for this" she says as she rest her right hand under my chin

"You'll always be able to trust me I'll never do anything to make you doubt it or regret it"

She puts her lips on mine and gives me a tenderly kiss.

"You're the best" she says as she lays her forehead on mine

•present•

My phone starts buzzing like crazy. I'm trending on Twitter, great. I clicked on the hashtag and it's just the picture of me and Rita everywhere I'm sure she saw it now but what people were saying was so sad. They were sad about Dua and I no longer being friends and they were making these sad videos and such. It hurt in a way that everyone just thought we were friends.

I get a call from John. John is someone who works for Dua too he's a close friend of mine. He was in love with me and I tried to be in love with him at some point but I couldn't. He was a handsome dude he just was not Dua.

"Did you really quit?" He ask

"Yea"

"I'm quitting too then it won't be so fun without you"

"Don't do that John you're great where you are"I say

"Not if you're not here it's not the same already Dua is in a really bad mood all of a sudden I don't know what happened between you too but I already know you're in the right"

"You're sweet John but no trust me it's fine I'll talk to you later okay" I say

"Goodbye" he says

I got everything settled in completely and Rita said I could head home once that was done. I don't know how this new life of mine was going to go but it was going to go rather I liked it or not. Sometimes walking out is the one thing that will find you the right thing. I kept repeating that in my head.

When I got home I went to put my key in the door handle but it was already open. The only other person who had a key to my place was Dua so I knew she was here. I took a deep breath before going completely in. She was sitting on the couch she didn't have any make up on and was dressed as if she was going to sleep over.

"What are you doing here Dua?"

"I just want to talk not argue" she says

"Go on then"

"Why did you do it why with her don't you remember all the bad things she said about me?" She ask

"I just did it for the money I have to make a living some way and she was the only one willing to take someone with not so much background"

"Just come back and work for me" she says as she gets up and reaches for my hand

"No dua" I say as I move my hand

"What do I have to do to make you stay?" She says

"Stop being a cowards and express how you feel" I say

She grabs my face quickly and kisses me. Why was she doing this why can't she just say the three fuckin words the 8 fuckin letters. Say something because for the love of god you're losing me. I push her off and I see this confused hurt look on her face. I recognized what she was feeling because it's exactly what I felt each time she was with someone else.

"Say it why don't you?"

"You know love died for me a long time ago"

"No it didn't and you know that now please go if you're just going to waste my time"

"Is that your final decision?" She ask

"Yes"

"I hate you you hear me I never want to see you again"

"Get out of my apartment then!"

She grabbed her purse so angered and pushed through the door.

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Hi everyone if you're here from my other story "is she love?" I just need a bit more time to brain storm for what's next in that story but thanks if you're here :)